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Ophelia POV I giggled when I opened the door to where I was supposed to live. The place was magnificent, with high ceilings, marble floors, and an open floor plan. The living room and formal dining room overlooked the city, and the massive balcony with an outdoor patio was incredible. I made my way upstairs and opened a door. The room was empty but clearly occupied. It was masculine in grays and blues. The view from there was amazing, and I hoped mine would be as amazing as that one. I opened another door, and found a small gym, “Nice!” I muttered. I am a sucker for training, and having this here is an added bonus. I opened the door across from the bedroom and found another incredible room. This one had feminine touches. It was not the typical girly girl's room; it was all decorated